Liria sat cross-legged on her bed, staring at the shimmering moonlight that filtered through her window. The castle was eerily quiet, its usual bustle replaced by an unsettling stillness. Daena had been gone for a week now, and without her or Nyssara, the place felt... empty.
Ananara, as always, was absent, likely judging the universe from some high shelf. The pineapple never explained where it disappeared to at night, but at this point, Liria didn't care enough to ask.
"I'm bored," she muttered to herself, running her fingers through her dual-colored hair.
[Then do something about it,] came the system's familiar voice in her mind.
Liria groaned. "Like what? Organize my sock drawer? Summon a meteor? Bake a pie?"
[The Shifting Labyrinth is ready again,] the system replied, ignoring her sarcasm.
